from Table Talk newsletter

These are the days I hardly have any memories of. It’s the time of the year when trying to reach anybody is hard. No one knows or cares what time it is, or what day.

Which day is today? No, don’t look at the calendar. Would you have known it?

The valley of death 2500 years ago. Full of bones, very dry bones. No one buried them. No one knows which bones belonged to whom. Nobody remembers them, it is as if they hadn’t lived.